Page 78 of What Happens in Paradise

Our bodies moved perfectly in sync and just as I thought I couldn’t feel any more turned on, Alejandro leant forward and started sucking my nipple. My back arched and arousal rocketed through me.

No way.

There was no way this man was going to make me come a second time. And so quickly? It was impossible.

As if he heard what I was thinking and wanted to prove me wrong, he brushed his thumb over my clit and started stroking it.

He did not come to play.

My hips bucked upwards and Alejandro pummelled into me again.

‘Are you close?’ he panted as I looked up at him.

God, he was beautiful. His sculpted, golden chest glistened with sweat and if he hadn’t turned my body into a volcano, I would love to lift my head up and lick it right off him.

‘Yes,’ I said, struggling to speak.

‘Let go. Come for me, Jasmine. I do not know how much longer I can last. You feel… incredible.’

He picked up the pace, fucking me, harder, faster whilst still circling my clit and then it happened again: the wave started building with me and I felt the explosion.

‘Oh, oh, oh… my… Ale… jandro!’ I screamed like a wild animal. Just as I collapsed on the mattress, his body stiffened and a loud grunt flew from his mouth as he thrust: once, then twice, before he emptied himself inside me then stilled, his chest crashing on top of mine.

Our bodies heaved against each other, slick with sweat.

Neither of us spoke for what must’ve been several minutes. We couldn’t. I was too overwhelmed.

I was trying to get my head around the fact that not only had I had sex with Alejandro, but that he’d given me not one, but two orgasms in one night and what I knew without any shadow of doubt, was the best sex of my life.

Eventually, Alejandro pulled out, then lay beside me.

‘That was…’ He smiled, then shook his head. ‘Wow. Fuck!’

‘Yeah.’ I ran my hand over his chest, still not quite believing that we were here, naked after he just fucked my brains out. No wonder I was finding it impossible to string a sentence together.

‘Any regrets?’ he asked.

‘No,’ I said quickly.

I knew that answer was irresponsible. I should regret it. Right now, I should be worrying about the consequences of what we’d just done. But that wasn’t what I was thinking about.

Right now, only one word came to my frazzled head. A request that came straight from between my legs.

And that word was:more.

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ALEJANDRO

I rolled off Jasmine and collapsed on the bed. My chest was heaving and slick with sweat.

I could not get enough of this woman.

It was only ten in the morning and we had already had sex.Twice. And something told me that even if we had did it a hundred more times today, I would never tire of her.

Jasmine was a goddess. I always believed this could be true, but now we had been intimate, I knew it for sure. Not only was she intelligent, kind and ambitious, she was the sexiest woman I had ever met.

When we discovered that there was no sofa in the room and that we would have to share a bed, I admit that I was worried that I would not be able to maintain the necessary boundaries. And when I saw her reaching up for the pillows in just her black, lacy underwear, I nearly came in my boxers.

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